I survived the ordeal ! Thursday I spent most of the day on the john, with my ass feeling like a blow torch had been used on it. That was the worst part of the whole thing (well, that and having nothing to eat for almost two days except jello, popsicles and a couple of Mt. Dews).

You can a imagine how surprised I was when I woke up near the end of the procedure, just in time to watch the screen as the doctor excised a large polyp from my colon.

He put it in a jar and let me look at it. He didn't seem really worried about it being cancerous (it was nice pink color like the surrounding tissue), but he did say it was good that I came in when I did. They will call me Tuesday when the pathology comes back on it.

Since I have an older brother who is a colon cancer survivor the Doc recommended I have another test in three years (it's normally ten years if you have no family history and no polyps).

The fun part was getting to fart out all that air pump in you.

In all seriousness, this is a fairly benign test to have with the worst part being the prep. Colon cancer is the number three killer cancer and mostly because folks don't get checked. Hopefully those blood test ER posted about may remedy that, but not for a few years down the road.

When you turn 50 if at all possible get screened. In fact already being a metastatic thryroid cancer survivor, I always tell folks if you got strange lumps anywhere get them checked out.

You can a imagine how surprised I was when I woke up near the end of the procedure, just in time to watch the screen as the doctor excised a large polyp from my colon.

He put it in a jar and let me look at it. He didn't seem really worried about it being cancerous (it was nice pink color like the surrounding tissue), but he did say it was good that I came in when I did. They will call me Tuesday when the pathology comes back on it.

Did you get to take it home? What sort of care and feeding do you have to give it? Any chance of it mutating and trying to take over the world?

I survived the ordeal ! Thursday I spent most of the day on the john, with my ass feeling like a blow torch had been used on it. That was the worst part of the whole thing (well, that and having nothing to eat for almost two days except jello, popsicles and a couple of Mt. Dews).